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Ornament

I used to be the first ornament  That you’d want to put on the tree Unlike mass produced boxed hair dye  You’ll only find one of me Through the years I’ve lost some luster and shine Have gotten some nicks on the glass  Of this bauble so divine Then there was the year Figaro knocked the whole tree down The cat had a great time But it’s no fun being tossed to the ground Soon I’ll be considered vintage A rarity you don’t see too much When I’m found at the thrift store I’ll be too unique to pass by untouched 

Dishwasher

My Italian Ex mother in law Told me shortly after the birth Of my fist son As I was loading the dishwasher  That I should just wash them  By hand You have just one child  She said I wonder  After her son abandoned Us all  And ran away back to Italy Is the use of a Frigidaire  For my three children and I Any more acceptable  In her eyes

Pity

I poured myself into your glass Though you never asked for a drink Dripped down your throat So thick You can't swallow Can't think I ruin my knights in armor There is no distress in this damsel Once I've caught the scent I'm gone before you know A shaken etch-a-sketch Your charity erased by my pen My mood swings with an uppercut But your punches Cluttered my heart Now you're just words to be read When I make you into my art We are already as good as dead

Secrets

I’ve never felt the urge To mark my territory  I don’t need to spray On all your corners Smear myself on  Everything you do So that I am seen Insecurity is not sexy No one needs to see us hold hands For me to know they were together once I don’t need you to say my name in public To know that you have Whispered it in my ear  I’ll be one of the best secrets You will ever have

Cursed

I’ve been told by men that I am scary I think what’s most frightening about me Is my ever growing ability  To make these men see Their own bullshit Reflected in my eyes I give what I receive  I don’t need a man for a muse Any longer I need one that can make me Shut the fuck up Until then I would suggest You not do anything  To make me aim  My words at you